Wha? Too complicated. Jeez..

Not complicated at all, Jack. Allow me to demonstrate. The recipe for a swift and merciful coup de grace in this fast-moving game of skill and bluff is to use the winning move without mercy and for maximum effectiveness... like so: Mornington Crescent.

I appear to have lost the knack. St d? Anyone?

mwoooohahaha!

Now, foolish ones..

All cower and despair at my coming as I intone the mystic unheard syllables... Vastra Skogen!!!

Buggery

And spiderman is having Jack O'Neill for dinner tonight.

*shouts, screams, generally goes wild for rab*

Ans I thought it was Blancmange Telescope. Sod it.

...was that all about. Can someone please explain?

I think it's what happens when you leave buttons with enticing words like "Start a new game" lying around, and allow random people to wander onto your website. Let's hope Jack O'Neill doesn't work in any kind of nuclear facility.

Well, now that you come to mention it... His name was Jackovich Ornyelski, formerly of Chernobyl.

Actually, I work in the U.S. Army, haha!

Bring back For Britney thats all I ask.

I remember that - like too many beers, you just couldn't keep it down.

Eider thought of that, given thyme, but sage I am not.

I found all my herb pots walking in a line last night - I put them back on the shelf but one herb keep leaping down and continued to walk. I gave up putting it back in the end because thyme was marching on.

I've put big bold labels my herbs, just in case I get a guest who is parsley sighted.

My herb patch has taken up folk singing, with "Oh Cinnamon! Where have you run to?" being a particular favourite.

In the greenhouse are several herbs over wintering, each morning I find the labels folded into Oregano style animals.

I have an apology to make. I'm sorrel I ever looked into this game.

[Fennelope] Well I'm going to copyright this game and make a mint!

Is there room for it in the archives?

[Chalky]There's acres, last time I went there was a tv and several comfrey armchairs.

Chalky/Inkspot] Enough room to swing chevril cats in fact.

My cat, Basil, 'swings' both ways - on Thursday nights he likes to be known as Marjoram.

I had a customer in this morning with a cat sort of like that - it was called Len 'til I told them it was female.

Vet] I think you should have stuck to taking pulses.

Wotch it, Sunshine! You might find yourself docked.